To My Freshman Year Roommate,

What a wild ride we had in our little dorm room, that we called home. Facebook and Instagram stalking before we met each other for the first time was probably the most anticipating moment in our lives.

I remember when we had our first phone call and I heard your southern accent, I knew it was going to be a great year. Remember the first time we met at acceptance students weekend while checking into our hotel at the same time? Wow, what a time!

Aside from our awkwardness at first, let me thank you for a few more things.

Thank you for liking me the first day you met me, and for still liking me throughout the year.

In so many ways we watched each other grow up, but not like childhood friends do. We both came to college unsure of where the year would take us and who would be by our side along the way. Lucky for us, we had each other. We saw each other grow in different ways from your typical life long friend. We saw each other make life-changing experiences.

Thank you for being mom-like, a best friend, and a sister. You were always there no matter what I needed, or how annoying I was. Our "sleepovers" every night were so fun! I loved when we would talk ourselves to sleep and we would find out so much about each other. Thank you for always going to eat with me in the dining halls. You know I couldn't eat alone. Can't forget when you introduced me to Siesta Key and David Dobrik Vlogs and we would watch them every time they came on together. Thank you for that, now I'm obsessed!

Even though freshman year is over, and we no longer live together, you will forever be my favorite roommate. The memories in that tiny room will never be forgotten. There is no other person I would have rather spent every day with. Thank you for going through those two crazy semesters with me! I am to lucky to be able to say I lived with my best friend my freshman year.

xoxo,

Your freshman year roomie